"Your kinda hot"
El is sleeping late later than usual mike decides to go down to the basement and check on her
Mike : "el hey el"
Mike shakes her
He says her name one last time
Mike : "el"
El grones
Mike : "hey el wake up" in a soft voice
Eleven : "What time is it?"
Mike : "3:15"
Eleven: "I'm tired mike"
As soon as she sits up she starts coughing and her voice cracks
Mike puts a hand on els head and feels els head
Mike : "you're kinda hot el are you ok?"
Mike runs down stairs and gets the thermometer and comes back to el
Mike : "just put this under your tongue"
El does as mike says
El : what does it say
Mike looks confused
Mike : 103° he says confused
Mike : your running a fever el here why don't you just rest I'll pour you some orange juice how bout that"
El : thanks mike
El: Mike?
Mike: Yes?
El : I- uh I- umm
she says quickly to get it over with
El: I love you she says quickly
Mike looks down at his feet while scratching the back of his neck and starts to blush really hard
Mike: I- uh- I love you too El
El start's to blush really hard they always had a crush on each other they just never had the guts to say it
Mike goes to pour the glass of orange juice then runs downstairs and then gives it to el
Mike: "here you go orange juice from master chef mike" mike jokes
El giggles
God damn she so cute
El: it's just orange juice not anything special el chuckles
Mike: No it's not but your special really special
El blushes
Mike : Are you blushing? He says teasingly
El: "what no! i guess you really know how to make a girl fall for you" el giggles
Mike looked shocked then blushes hard
Mike: I guess so
El yawns
Mike: "looks like someone's tired" he says teasingly
El nodds then mike giggles Mike tucks her in then kisses her forehead
Mike : sweet dreams el
He couldn't say night el because it wasn't night
El: bye mike
sorry if it's bad
